DESOLATE and lone
All night long on the lake
Where fog trails and mist creeps,
The whistle of a boat
Calls and cries unendingly,
Like some lost child
In tears and trouble
Hunting the harbor’s breast
And the harbor’s eyes.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Carl Sandburg's poem Lost


  1. ksudh says:

    moo moo the super sea cow is better that you and is eating PUDDING THAT HAS A TASTE OF CHOCOLATE COVERED PURPLE POPCORN!

  2. Claire says:

    Actually theres a simile in this poem, not a metaphor.

  3. marilyn mckinstry says:

    something about being on the water in the dark is supernatural. sandburg really captures that spooky feeling.

  4. Sally says:

    I really like this poem it really sohws how he feels. And it shows he has true feelings.

  5. carl porter says:

    i think the poem lost really show his vast thinking side really one of his early works, since then if you look at his other work it’s far superior. But indeed I have nothing wrong to say about the poem Lost.

  6. dave says:

    I interpret it as he is trying to say that being alone can be scary. It can give you a feeling of not knowing where you are or what is going on and make you be afraid. but i probably suck at interpreting poetry, whatever

  7. Kennedy Wilkinson says:

    This is a lovley peom, but unfornatully, my mouth didnot drop. Sry Kendall from the united States.

  8. Kendra says:

    so, for my english poem, i chose to do Carl Sandburg becasue i liked the name not even knowing who he was. but once i found this poem, it makes me want to learn more about him. this poem means to me that he was alone on one day and he heard a lot of noises and was still all alone.

  9. terra says:

    i was doing my english report on day and i had to wright this poem so i thought i need to go back and put a comment in b/c this is so much like me and made me like poetry!

  10. Kendall says:

    When i read this poem i stopped froze with my mouth dropped this made me quiver this was an AMAZING poem ofcourse im young and never really into poems this much but when i read this poem in the library i got so into poetry i read more and mor every day i even copied some of the poems for Carl Sandburg and put it up on a wall i call it my poetry wall this poem inspired me to write poems even though im not great i will always apperciate Carl Sandburg

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